Takemichi Hanagaki: The Spectacular Spider-Man

Introduction

Shibuya, Tokyo

Quiet...

Peaceful...

Undisturbed...

Those were all words that could be used to describe the streets of Shibuya this fine afternoon...

The sun shone as cars drove along the roads, and civilians could be seen walking amongst themselves, whether they had somewhere to be, or they just wanted to stroll.

Overall, it was a quiet afternoon, with nothing in sight that could disturb this peaceful atmosphere....

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*SIREN NOISES*
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Well... apart from the sound of sirens blaring.

"C'mon, let's go!" An unidentified individual in a ski-mask called out as he ran out of a bank, a large sack of money in hand, along with a pistol.

No sooner had he shouted than three other similarly-dressed individuals holding sacks of their own also dashed out hurriedly.

The first individual quickly entered the driver's seat of their getaway car, waiting for his colleagues to enter as well before speeding off from the scene.

These four individuals were all actually good-for-nothing burglars, and had just finished robbing a certain bank in the area.

They had held everyone in the vicinity at gunpoint, and once they had taken as much they could get, they decided to jet.

Cutting back to the crew, the four men were laughing loudly and celebrating their so-called success as they drove away.

"See boys? I told ya this was a good idea!" The driver boasted to his comrades.

"You were right about that, man! We had those little shits scared for their lives!" One of the burglars in the back laughed, "It was almost like taking candy from a baby!"

The crook in the passenger's seat decided to also add his two cents, "And ya wanna know the best part? Not only were we able to run off with all this moolah, but we also didn't run into no police or nuthin. Nobody can stop us!" He boasted loudly.

However, before the crew could agree to that statement, they were cut off when they felt a heavy force land on top of their car.

"Then I suppose you don't mind if I test out that theory?" A voice spoke out before a certain individual in red and blue spandex came into their view in the windshield.

"Ah crap! It's Spider-Man!" One of crooks called out.

"I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you boys to pull over, cuz MAN are you goin' way over the speed limit!" The costumed-individual, now identified as Spider-Man, quipped.

"LET'S WASTE HIM, BOYS!" The driver shouted before he and his colleagues brandished their guns and shot at the windshield without hesitation.

Normally this would spell out death for anyone, however, the being known as Spider-Man was somehow able to jump up in time to dodge the bullets.

He landed behind the car and shot two web-like strings out of his wrists. Once they stuck to the back of the car, he held on to them and let out a grunt as he pulled in order to stop the car from moving.

The car eventually stopped dragging him along and skidded to a halt into the middle of the road, allowing him to leave the ropes.

"Whew, I almost thought it would never slow down." He commented, wiping the non-existent sweat off his mask.